Saturday, May 16, 2015

An Ode to a classic: Chuck Taylors

 I have been doing footwear my entire career, starting at Nike prior to the introduction of the Air Max and about the time the first Air Jordan was introduced.  I've had the pleasure of being part of the development of multiple iterations of Nike's air technology, worked on shoes for soccer, basketball, football, baseball, road and trail running, hiking, backpacking, cycling, "Cross Training", minimal, low drop/zero drop, orthopedic, ski boots, high heels, work boots, hunting boots, fishing boots, climbing/approach shoes, military boots, sandals,...on and on.  I have a pair of Vibram Five Fingers that I was given by Vibram's CEO at the time because he told me one of his Italian compatriots had designed a shoe that the CEO thought would be good for kayaking and I was the only kayaker he knew; little did he know that he was literally sitting on what would become a running phenomenon.

I fortunately haven't needed to pay for many of them, and as a result my pile of shoes  - that was a bit legendary when I was in Portland working for Nike and it was in full view; it's still big but now I have it somewhat less visible  - is enormous, despite half-hearted attempts at periodic purging.

Here are a few of my faves:

the original Air Huarache.  They reintroduced it recently as a classic
the "Air Current", a step beyond the original Sock Racer.  Way ahead of its time.  
this pattern was called the Air Wildwood; one of the original trail running shoes that Nike introduced but never really supported.  This particular shoe, however, is unique; I made it with my bare hands!  (don't look at the stitching very closely)
The Air Potato. 
An original Nike Snow Boot, circa 1984.  Never been worn outside!  
A shoe that is fully deconstructable. Yes, that's a swoosh on the side.  
size 13 "running" shoes that I used for summertime testing with size 27 ski boot liners in them.
a deerskin slipper with an old-coin button, leather "lace", and conveyor belt material sole.
a slipper I've had since I was 14
a concept we did for a hut bootie
A "real" Tarahumara sandal from Copper Canyon, and the wooden ball that they use in their epic running games
another potential hut bootie, which is really the bottom of a ski boot liner
A crudely handmade proto of a kayak shoe, that eventually became....
the Patagonia CFS, which eventually evolved to become.....
The Play Boot
Indulging Yvon Chouinard's passion for fishing, we did the "Marlwalker" after spending a week fishing for bonefish in the salt water flats of the Yucatan.  
Further indulging YC, we did an organic cotton sneaker
Some Mongolian yak fur slippers that Mike Libecki brought back from a trip, donated to the Utah Avalanche Center auction, and Ash bought for me.
However, despite this myriad of shoes that can and should work for every foreseeable activity, the truth is that I wear one pair most of the time.  And this is it:
the Converse Chuck Taylor All Star.  

Weighing in at a svelte 1 pound  - twice the weight of new-gen running shoes  - cotton upper, no high tech wicking lining, and with a design that has not changed in eighty-three years!   And despite literally hundreds of shoe companies throwing millions of dollars at the design, development, and marketing of new shoes, Chucks are probably still the most popular shoe sold today:  they are doing over $1B of sales/year ($400M last quarter).  For reference, Nike's Lebron James shoe did $400M in the entire year.  And here is a staggering statistic:  Over the course of time, there have been 600 million pairs sold!  

Chuck Taylor was a decent basketball player in the 20's and apparently was an "All Star" more in his personality and salesmanship than in basketball, and he roamed the country with his team doing clinics and demo-ing shoes.  He also helped with the development, pushing the design team to make them more flexible, more supportive, and the ankle patch - for additional support!  -was his idea as well. Probably the first true sponsored athlete, even in the era of Jim Thorpe, Jesse Owens,  By WWII not only were many basketball players in them, but soldiers were using them as well in the war  (I'm poaching this from Wikipedia, so you don't have to).  By the 60's they were worn by 90% of all basketball players, and in the 70's they started to get adopted into pop culture by the likes of Andy Warhol:

They were still worn in the NBA, all the way through the 1980 season by Tree Rollins:

And of course Wilt Chamberlain did his 100 point game in a pair of Chucks:

After that Converse tried to compete with Nike et al and make "real" basketball - and other performance shoes; notably they had both Magic Johnson and Larry Bird:

 but en route they got a bit lost, and in 2001 they filed for bankruptcy.  But they were rescued by Nike, who bought them for $300M (considering the $1B sales last year, a pretty good ROI!) and they let Converse do what they do best, which recently culminated in the opening of a phat new headquarters this year on Boston Harbor:
that's what lots of Chucks will do for you
Recently a Merrell exec I know went up to the Tetons for a trip to see what the tourist hikers there were wearing:  Keen?  Salomon?  Merrell?  Nay.  Mostly, of course.....Chucks (and Nike Frees, which I would consider to be the 2010 version of Chucks: originally intended to be athletic shoes, but made the transformation  - via, essentially, artistic renditions on the originals - into pop culture shoes).   

Ironically, I think the reason that people like Chucks so much is exactly what they are not: fancy, expensive, over-built, over-hyped, over-promised, oft-changed shoes that the athletic/outdoor companies continuously feed us, because that's their business model, vs having the WD-40 of footwear.    And ironically, Chucks are surprisingly durable:  the sole is "vulcanized", which means that the rubber sidewalls are put on in strips and the sole is attached with heat in an autoclave, so there's not the gluing of the rubber outsole to the a typical athletic shoe's EVA "midsole" and then to the textile uppers, so you never get sole delaminations and the upper stays attached. 

And the truth is that while sure we'd all love to think of ourselves as getting out and getting after it in our activities and sports all the time, the truth is that most of the time we are just hanging out or going out, neither of which is really all that demanding on footwear, and a comfy, cheap, canvas, zero-drop 1 pound shoe works just fine.  

So sure, when I am running I'm in running shoes, and when I ride I'm in cycling shoes (though Chucks are clearly the shoes of choice for my cruiser):
and in the winter I'm not in them so much, but for pretty much everything else, my considerable shoe pile can really be boiled down to one thing:

Sunday, April 26, 2015

New Hampshire Canyoneering Festival


Another April, and another annual soiree by the New Hampshire Canyoneering Team to the grovely slots of the Utah desert was a wild success!

The week had the potential for a challenging start, with the team experiencing not only a cancelled flight from Phoenix to SLC but their luggage opportunistically seized a different flight to SLC.  The Team - understandably anxious - pressed the US Airways "customer service" folks for actual service, were at one point told "look, we got you to Phoenix, which is MOST of the way to Salt Lake!"  The team had the good point that perhaps they should have paid only "most" of their fare!  But as it turned out, one of the newest members of the team (the hilarious Chris Hanlon, recently liberated from some godforsaken town in Illinois) did happen to be in Phoenix and was able to transport the team upstate to Utah, and the SLC contingent (me) was able to grab the luggage at the SLC airport (a weird scene; a full carousel of lonely luggage with NO customers!), a rental SUV to transport said luggage, and a plan to blast in said SUV down to the dez to meet The Team.  I stalled a bit in SLC until I realized that I had not only The Team's camping gear but also their warm clothes, and if they arrived at our campsite late at night before me the Team might get grumpy (if they ever did, which they don't).  So off I went.

The Team also had another couple of rookies coming in from Ketchum: the effervescent Paul Yelda ("Smiley") and Dani. While I hadn't met them, I got a text from them that they were in a grey Toyota Tundra, and sure enough at 10pm at The Campsite there was a grey Tundra as I bounced into the site. I leapt out with a hearty "Hullo!" and rushed up to introduce myself, but the couple there sorta backed away from my onslaught and sort of defensively asked "Can we help you?" Uh, is there a different grey Tundra, and are you not Paul and Dani?  Guess not, sorry, and prepare to be invaded a couple more times tonight!   And indeed it came to pass.  But by midnight The Team was finally all together and the fans sighed in relief; let the games begin!

North Wash is the unofficial epicenter for Utah canyoneering, as it's locale (30 miles south of Hanksville, just south of the Y intersection for Hite and Bullfrog) puts it in a convenient spot for getting after it in dozens of great nearby canyons.  and get after it we did, with great grovels down the south fork of Maidenwater, Tracheotomy, and the very tight classics Shenanigans and East fork Leprechaun.  We then moved south to one of our favorite areas, Ticaboo Mesa.  This mesa - northeast of Bullfrog - is pretty nondescript, until you get to any edge, where it spills off into oceans of slickrock punctuated by awesome slots.  It's as close to a roaded wilderness as I know; in 4 trips there of 3-4 days each we haven't seen another soul!  The road-end above the Dante Canyons is well known to at least Brother Paul and I as The Best Campsite in The World, and it's home to the classic Good Day Jim and Hard Day Harvey canyons.  This trip The Team focused its energies on the fun canyons of Smith Fork, that includes the tight "Wormhole" slot (that has a moderately-scary "silo" section that has the potential to be doing a too-wide stem way high), Pothoez (with a challenging pothole escape), and a couple of others, including Psycho D, described as one of the most challenging canyons on the Colorado Plateau, which is saying a lot (we didn't give it a go).  The Smith Fork canyon itself is as beautiful a hike-through as any canyon anywhere and a worthy outing unto itself.

Here are a few pics of the Ticaboo area.

Gettin' Happy that we are heading into the slots.  
heading down into the slickrock sea of Smith Fork
A far cry from New Hampshire
Sue stoked about the Blammo of the desert cactus
Blammo!  (and I get to use the little "flower" feature of my camera....) 
Pretty subway-esque, only without the hordes of people
The hike is a bonus to doing the cool grovely slots. 
The Team taking a much-needed break form the arduous hike!
Paul peering into the depths of Wormhole canyon while The Team looks on
happy to be diving in
Greg trying to be....funny?
big dark clouds loomed over the mountains all day only a few miles away, but the thunderstorms mercifully stayed away from our canyons til we got out. 
Team Captain Sue sporting the latest canyoneering fashions 
Dani and Paul slithering down some random slot 
Sawyer about to go deep
Why do they call this guy Smiley? 
Sawyer prepared for battle
We then moved north to Capitol Reef, where we finally confronted the major cold front that was pounding the Wasatch with 3 feet of snow.  but after a chilly morning breakfast:


things warmed up enough to dive into another fun slot right in the heart of the Park.  
The Team unsure where to go
This Way!
Getting pumped to drop in
The final big rappel.  There was a bunch of fun downclimbing between the entrance and the rap, but no pics...
Smiley clambering around on a weird rock
Our Ketchum friends had to move on, so the remaining members of the team hit up a fun short canyon on the way home, between Goblin Valley and I-70.  Despite the chilly temps, it was sunny enough to dive into a wet canyon
Nice sunny spots to warm between swims
And another year of slot-grovelfesting was done.  Many thanks to new Team Members Chris Hanlon, Smiley, and Dani for keeping me laughing the whole time, and of course to the core of the New Hampshire Canyoneering Team:
Sawyer's the only one responsible enough to avoid potentially breaking a natural bridge!